Flowers on the other side [Comprehensive Red House]

Is the saint in this Zen position?

A big pie fell from the sky and hit the prince on the forehead.The prince used all his strength to stretch himself, and after all the cabinet ministers left, he lifted his clothes and knelt down in front of the saint.

"Father, you have just passed your fiftieth birthday, and it is the year of the dragon and the tiger, but what did my son do wrong?"

Seeing his father kneeling, Tu Gen immediately ran over, embraced the saint's knees, and knelt down with sadness in his words.A pair of beautiful phoenix eyes stared at his imperial grandfather with clear eyes.

"Mingyun, get up quickly. Look at you, you have scared my beloved grandson." The saint pulled up his grandson who was hugging his knees with all his strength, and blamed the prince.

"Father, why do you want to sit in Zen? Isn't it good now?"

The sage's eyes are full of wind and clouds, and his heart is full of mixed feelings, that is, his own stupid son, whoever prince in the past, has such an opportunity, so beautiful that he is about to jump up? !

The sage held Aisun with one hand and his son with the other.

"Ming Yun, go and bring that globe over here."

The sage ordered this, and the prince climbed up with the sage's hand, and put the globe on the imperial case.

The saint caressed the globe and slowly turned it around a few times, looking at the somewhat puzzled prince, he said slowly: "Ming Yun, father is getting old."

Just as the prince was about to speak, the sage raised his hand to stop.

"Mingyun, what I'm talking about is not age or body, but heart. I have been on the throne for more than 40 years. Before the Western Expedition, what I thought was to kill the Tatar's momentum so that he would not dare to violate the border within ten years. Using these ten years Years, in exchange for you to be able to control the world. What I want in my heart is a smooth transition. On the night of the Empress Dowager's funeral, I had a strange dream. After much deliberation, I think the Zen seat is the best now gone."

"Grandfather, what dream did you have?" the grandson who was holding the saint's hand raised his face and asked.

"Hehe, a not so good dream." The sage bent down to pick up Aisun, and kissed his immature face. "I just woke up from my dream when I saw my little suckling pig."

Tu Gen has grown up, and he doesn't like his father, queen, mother and concubine calling him a little suckling pig anymore.Now only the saint has the right to call him the suckling pig.

He kissed the saint back and twisted to come down.

"Grandfather, my grandson is too old to hold me anymore."

Tu Gen twisted his body and whispered in the saint's ear.

"Hahaha," the saint laughed loudly and patted Aisun's buttocks.

"Little suckling pig, when you get older, the imperial grandfather can't hold you anymore, so he won't hold you. At that time, the imperial grandfather may be so old that he will collapse on the bed and be unable to walk."

The crown prince stood aside with a smile, watching the grandparents and grandchildren being intimate, watching the little suckling pig kiss the saint's face again.

"Grandfather, when I am as tall as my father, I can hug you."

"Okay, okay, grandpa is waiting for you."

The saint thought of the sons of the fourth prince, and suddenly felt cold and panicked.Why do I have to give birth to so many, no one can compare with the prince and grandson in terms of character and talent.

The sage held Ai Sun in one hand, turned the globe lightly with the other, and continued to say to the prince: "Ming Yun, I want to give myself the emperor's career early, before I am confused and before my selfishness has occupied the heart of an emperor. Leave a perfect ending. Since ancient times, emperors rarely have long-lived people. I want to hold the idea that I can live forever and dominate this emperor forever. In the annals of history after a hundred years, I will just add another delusional and foolish emperor. People I have left my name and my name, Yan Guo has left my voice, at this time, my Zen position, with my martial arts and martial arts, can be compared with Yao and Shun in the history books. Is this not good?"

"That's good, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to bear the responsibility of all the people in this world and the inheritance of our ancestors." The prince's voice was full of anxiety.

The sage stopped turning the globe.He reached out and patted his son, who was half a head taller than himself and whose shoulders were getting stronger day by day, pointed to the memorial on the table and said:

"Ming Yun, when I went to the west, you handled all the affairs of the court well. I am now on the Zen throne, but I am not dead. Could it be that when you encounter difficulties, the father will stand by and watch?! These affairs of the court, you have nothing to do. I can handle it very well, I don’t want to waste my energy reading it again, I will transfer this effort to teach my grandson in the future.”

The crown prince couldn't speak, so he reluctantly said: "Father, you must live a long life, so that you can rely on your heart, so that you won't mess up the rules and lose your sense of propriety."

His eyes were full of admiration, admiration, and admiration, but tears suddenly mixed in these eyes, and instantly filled his red eyes.In the bottom of his heart, there was a bitterness that he couldn't control. He knew that this was the emotion left by the original body. This emotion made his heart ache. There was the unwillingness of the original body, and the shame of the original body...

After a while, the original body's emotions slowly receded, and the prince's expression also returned to normal.He coughed lightly, clearing his voice.

"Father, my son will follow your example in the future."

"Hahaha, good. In this way, the Tu family's country can be carried forward in the hands of our grandparents and grandchildren for generations to come."

The sage clicked on Tanhualang and left. The ranking of the top [-] should be combined with the results of the tribute examination. When the rankings of all the new subjects were ranked, the prince still held them for the sage to have a look.

The sage is very busy. He is teaching his grandson to draw red.The prince seemed to have forgotten about the Zen position, seeing that the sage ignored the list of new scholars, and went to the head of the case to approve the piles of memorials.

Tomorrow morning, the Ministry of Rites will post the emperor's list on time, and the sage will also summon the top ten Jinshi before holding the ceremony of passing on the group of people in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and have a "small group of people passing on the group" ceremony, etc.The Ministry of Rites will not get the ranking of the new Jinshi printed by the sage for a while, and Qi Shangshu will come to find the sage.

That sycophant, from the first time the prince met Qi Shangshu, that's how he was defined in his heart.He will surely understand what he means.

Sure enough, Qi Shangshu came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to look for the saint.

After the prince shouted at Qi Shangshu with a smile, he continued to work hard.Qi Shangshu is an old man, and he glanced at the scene in the hall, and he understood what the prince meant, and now he has to find the sage who is still in place to use his seal.

"Saint, the Ministry of Rites still has to copy the imperial list." Qi Shangshu urged the saint with a smile.

The saint looked at Qi Shangshu's simple and honest smile, how could he not know what the old fox was thinking.But he was just happy from the bottom of his heart, glad that the prince would not lose his sense of proportion just because he wanted the Zen position.

"Qi Shangshu, you should also pay close attention to the matter of changing the yuan next year."

Qi Shangshu rolled his eyes in his heart, and said with a smile: "My sage, the spring festival and the major events of the new division Jinshi, let the old ministers busy with their heads and six arms, and they will be busy. You should think again, think again Think, don't rush, don't rush."

The matter of changing the yuan can only be considered after the sage's three meditations and three concessions are performed.At this time, whoever is in a hurry to do those things doesn't want to continue doing it.

What if the saint regretted it again?

Except for Jia Daishan, the thoughts of the Six Parts and Jiuqing are basically the same as those of Qi Shangshu.Only Jia Daishan, relying on his understanding of the saint for more than 40 years, can see the determination of the saint to take the Zen position.He couldn't figure out why a strong and strong saint would have the idea of ​​Zen in his prime, but it didn't hinder his determination to seize this opportunity.

After the Zhuanlu Grand Ceremony, after the Zhuangyuan Kuajie and the Qionglin Banquet, before Jia Daishan left the palace, he called his eldest son and son-in-law together, and went back to Rongguo Mansion with him.

Lin Hai was a little shy along the way.

He is not very unfamiliar with Rongguo Mansion. He came here several times with his father when he was a child.Before his father died, he entrusted Rong Guogong, who had visited the mansion, with his funeral, and he also told himself that he could go to Rong Guogong for help when he was in danger.When he helped the coffin back to the south of the Yangtze River, he got the help of Rong Guogong.This time he returned to Beijing to participate in the Spring Festival, and he also visited the mansion according to the etiquette, but he did not expect that there would be an imperial edict to grant marriage yesterday.It's no wonder that after I won the imperial examination, so many people came to intercede, but my mother shirked it because she was young and wanted to do her best to take the imperial examination.

Jia Daishan took his eldest son and son-in-law to his study room, and sent someone to guard the door tightly. Then he said to the two uncles, "Enhou, Ruhai, this Ke Chunwei is the last time the sage won the number one prize. The sage decided to take the Zen position. It is estimated that It will be announced at the next court meeting. We are different from Qingliu and the clan, no matter what we hear at that time, we will be tense and can't say what we shouldn't say."

Uncle Lang was shocked.Jia Amnesty is a little better, as the prince's companion, he has been in and out of the court for 20 years, and he can still hold on.And this news was a bolt from the blue to Lin Hai.

"Father-in-law," Lin Hai said unnaturally, "Why does the sage want a Zen position?"

At today's Qionglin Banquet, Lin Hai drank a lot, and was a little drunk, his jade face was stained with a thin layer of red, adding to his divine demeanor.

"The sage's thoughts, who knows. Enhou Dekong might as well go to the East Palace more often, and recommend your sister-in-law to the prince when it is convenient. The prince has dispersed the subjects of the East Palace a few years ago, and next year will be when no one is available. .”

Jia Amnesty quickly stood up and responded.This matter is not difficult for him, as long as he mentions it to the prince, as far as he knows the prince, the prince will be willing to accept his sister-in-law.but--

"Father, we have to wait for this matter, after the edict of the sage's Zen position is issued. Otherwise, the crown prince is in a hurry to recruit people, and the sage repeats, and it will not be beautiful."

"Enhou, here is the imperial edict from the Zen position. You are not afraid that the prince's east palace is full of traffic, so you won't be able to enter?" Jia Daishan wanted to kick his son because his son-in-law was in the way.

"Father, there are no subjects in the Eastern Palace. Who dares to go and who can enter except the son? Who is not afraid of being labeled as a follower of power." Jia She was a little anxious. His own father, these few years, did not look like he had imagined when he was a child. I'm getting taller!

Oh, it's really worrying.

Jia Daishan didn't think so, "If you are told to do it, you should do it. Don't push yourself away. If Hai went to the Imperial Academy as an editor, he saw that his starting point was higher than that of Jinshi in the same discipline, but if he didn't squeeze in to the prince at this time , how many well-educated people in the Hanlin Academy, every three years, a batch of newcomers come in, look at those training, go down to become the county magistrate, and then return to the center so easy? Six nine officials, even if you add the little nine officials , how many positions are there in total?"

Lin Hai knew that his father-in-law was making long-term plans for himself, but it would not be a good thing for his uncle to be criticized for himself.He hurriedly stood up to salute, but before he could speak, the guard outside the door reported loudly.

"Master, Madam asked the girl to come over and bring you hangover soup."